Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 67324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 337(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
My eyes widen. “What happened?”
“What do you think happened?”
I purse my lips. “He got chopped into a thousand tiny pieces and fed to the fishes.”
Mykel grunts and a grin spreads across his face. “What sort of fuckin’ club do you think we are?”
I laugh softly. “I don’t know. I just always wanted to say that.”
“Well, that wasn’t quite how it went down, but I imagine he’s not walkin’ the earth anymore.”
“Ohhh, juicy.”
“It doesn’t scare you, does it?” Mykel asks, flicking through some papers.
“What’s that?”
“Death. Violence. The club?”
I shake my head. “No not really. I mean, if you were all hurting innocent people I’d be a little concerned, but you’re not. You’re dealing with bad people. I don’t mind the world being rid of bad. The less, the better, you know?”
Mykel stops what he’s doing and walks over, standing in front of me. “What if I told you I’ve killed people?” he murmurs, cupping my face in his hand and tipping my head back so I’m looking up at him.
“Well,” I say softly, “I’d say it’s a little bit of a turn on, knowing you’re so badass.”
His eyes flash. “That so?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“How much of a fuckin’ turn on?”
“Why don’t you stick your hand in my panties and find out?”
“Fuck,” he growls. “You’re drivin’ me crazy.”
“That’s the point, isn’t it?”
He grins and leans down, capturing my mouth in a feral kiss. I take it, pressing my body against his and letting his hands cup my ass so he can grind his cock against me. The kiss gets deeper, and more passionate, and my god, I don’t want it to stop.
But, like all good things, it must end.
A knock at the door has us pulling apart, and a moment later Briella pops her head in. She sees us, pressed together, and her brows go up. “Oh, oh, my. I have missed a lot.”
I laugh softly and pull away from Mykel. “Is everything okay?”
“The cops just pulled up. Alarick wants you to go out back. If they see you here, they’re going to ask way too many questions.”
My heart flutters, and I nod. Mykel takes my hand and we go out the back of the club. I can see the flashing lights as we disappear out the gate, and find a spot to sit in the bushes behind the club until the cops leave.
We find a large rock and take a seat. We’re far enough away that the club isn’t visible, so now we just wait. Without a warrant, the police won’t be able to search, so us being out here is just a precaution. Right now, they’re clutching at straws, trying to piece the case together but failing. The club is smarter, stronger, and they’ll pull through this.
One way or another.
“Are you looking forward to going to New York?” I ask Mykel, taking a deep breath in, loving the way the bushland smells. It’s fresh, and pine-like, and I adore it.
Last night after an incredible love-making session, Mykel and I decided we’re going to go to New York to see if we can find his parents while all this is going down here. It gives us distance, and Alarick agreed that it’s probably good for me not to be around the club for a while. It is the perfect time for us to start our own little search. It’s the perfect time for us to get away and let what’s happening here calm down a little.
“Yeah, I haven’t had the chance to look for them, and I’m ready to know what happened. Time to start closin’ some doors.”
I agree.
It’s time to close some old ones so we can open some new ones. “We’ll find out what happened, and we’ll get your answers.”
I want to help Mykel bring his family home, or at the very least, to find out what happened to them, and honestly . . . being alone with him for a few months isn’t exactly punishment. God, I can only imagine how incredibly delightful that will be. Fuck knows we deserve it after everything that has happened in the last few months.
Mykel slides a hand up my leg and turns to me with a feral grin. “Enough about that. What do you say we finish what we started?”
I grin back. “Well, I mean, what else are we going to do out here while we wait?”
His smile gets bigger, and I love seeing it. I love the way it makes his eyes light up. The way it makes his face softer.
Seeing his smile makes everything inside me feel good.
I love it.
I love everything about him.
What more could a girl ask for in this very moment?
Oh right, to finish what we started.
How could I forget?
Later, then.
THE END